Check Yourself

(D-Nice)

You know, Short

A lotta people out there

Wanna be my friend, you know

Just because I got a little hit record out, you know I'm sayin

(Too Short)

I know, I know

Rap groupies, you know

He-he

(D-Nice)

Definitely rap groupies

You know what I'm sayin?

Yo, we should do a little somethin for em, you know

( Too Short)

Check em

Let's just check em

Check em real quick

(D-Nice)

Let's check em, man

(Chorus: both)

I know that you're a hoe for my wealth

You better just check yourself

Cause in these days we don't go for that

So you better try someone else (2x)

(Verse 1: D-Nice)

Now I can recall the first time I was out on tour

With my boy Too $hort, leavin everyone in awe

I met this little honey, she said, "Hi, my name is Bunny"

I never would have thought she was out for my money

Now she appeared to me to be smart and legit

Equipped with hips that'll break your whole shit

But before that I can get a chance to knock it

The goldigger's goldiggin in my pocket

First she tried to say that she was playin

She musta thought I was a fool cause she was sayin

"Ugh, oh D-Nice, I want you, I want you"

I wouldn't try to trust her even if I want to

I wanted just to smack her in the face

But hittin females is just a bad mistake

I guess tryin to get your money is a hobby or a sport

Cause next she tried to kick it to my boy Too Short

(Verse 2: Too Short)

It's kinda funny: you want money from a pimp

(Biatch) you're thinkin like fifty percent

I put my foot in your ass and then I owe you the rest

I know the game, hoe, cause I'm the best

Playin broads ain't based on luck

You want money? I wanna fuck

And after we do all that

I'm takin my money back

Biatch, kiss my pimpin ass

Cause all the time I didn't have this cash

You wouldn't call, wouldn't give me a number

I couldn't see ya like Stevie Wonder

I made a hit record, now I got money

You wanna play Short Dog for a dummy

You're so cool cause you think I'm rich

You know you wanna be my bitch

I'm not single, baby, not for you

Fuck a bitch, and that's the goddamn truth

If I was you, I wouldn't hold my breath

Cause all you money-hungry hoes might starve to death

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: D-Nice)

Now I'm not tryin to come down too hard

If you need some money, you should go and get a job

But this one does not go out to all women

Just those who try to kick game for a livin

Cause I'm not the one to be played

So don't step to me when you wanna get paid

Cause you're the type of woman that survives on greed

Yo $hort, won't you tell her what she needs

(Too Short)

What you need is some type of financial support

You won't get shit from your boy Too $hort

I don't pay bitches and never will

I'm too busy tryin to pay my bills

I understand your reason for tryin

But I been mackin since '79

You better check yourself before you wreck yourself

Short Dog's in the muthafuckin house, bitch

(Chorus)